Noticing Gloria's suppressed emotions, Christine felt distressed. Gloria continued, "They humiliated me and made me crawl on the ground and bark like a dog, and they scolded me with filthy words, but it was nothing compared to what I had been through. In prison, I was stripped naked and thrown into a cage. The high-pressure water gun was aimed directly at my naked body. So what? Christine, I went through unbearable pain. Mica died. She died to protect me. I owe her so much. Therefore, I must live and fulfill her unrealized dream." Christine listened to Gloria's incoherent narrative and she vented years of grievances. She spilled out the secret hidden in her heart. Who was Mica? And what was her dream? Although Christine did not know the answers, she could guess that Gloria considered Mica more important than her own life. The sun went down, and the afterglow of the sunset shone into the ward. Christine stood up and glanced at the bed as Gloria was asleep. Christine d
Patrick looked angrily at Gloria, who was curled up in the quilt. His face was frighteningly cold. He cursed inwardly, 'Damn woman! She is indeed avoiding me!' Patrick looked at her curled body under the quilt and noticed that Gloria was shivering. "Our mate is weak. You should hold her and comfort her instead of scaring her," Leo said. "I didn't scare her!" Patrick responded to his wolf angrily. After Gloria hid under the quilt, she began to regret it. If Patrick wanted to punish her, it would be pointless to hide, even if she escaped to outer space. What was the point of hiding in the quilt? Patrick pulled the quilt. His voice became bone-chilling as he asked, "You hid from me." "No!" Gloria hurriedly said, "I didn't, Mr. Hammond." Patrick thought, 'It is a lie! 'She is avoiding me! 'But...' "What happened to your throat?" Patrick asked in confusion. "I was sick, and my throat hurt." Gloria lowered her eyelids, refusing to say more. "Are you afraid of m
"You and... Gloria?" Sean knew that the person lying on the bed was Gloria. He had recognized her the day he saw her in Fittro Club. But he could not believe that Patrick had pressed her down and kissed her. "Can't you see it yourself?" "It won't be!" Sean grabbed Patrick, who turned around and was about to enter the ward. "Patrick, don't tell me you have feelings for her?" Sean's words made Patrick halt his steps. He slowly turned around and stared at Sean with a threatening look in his eyes. "Her? Who are you talking about?" "Of course, it's Gloria." Sean felt his scalp tingle from Patrick's gaze. When Patrick returned to the ward, his body seemed to be covered in frost, and he looked extremely cold and indifferent. He glanced at Gloria coldly and said, "I asked Sean to get you some food. It's on the nightstand." Gloria stared at Patrick with her mouth slightly open. She felt as if a door opened in her sealed heart. "I kissed you. So, I should give you somethi
Christine's words reminded Lillian of what happened that day. Lillian's face turned pale, but she did not think that Gloria had helped her out of sincerity. "Christine, what you said is true, and Gloria did help me out. Even so, I did not ask her to act like a dog to curry favor with the customers. She did it for money. What does it have to do with me?" Christine was so mad, yet she laughed. She felt that Gloria's sacrifice was not worth it, because Lillian was an ungrateful person. Christine sighed, "It's a pity that Gloria paid a price to save a piece of trash who doesn't know how to be grateful." Lillian's face turned ashen. Lillian looked at Christine angrily and said, "Christine, how can you insult me like that? I am a waitress at Fittro Club. I worked and I got paid. I didn't want a dime by sacrificing my dignity like Gloria. I've nothing to be ashamed of. Why should I be humiliated?" Christine could not help but laugh. "Lillian, let me make it clear to you. If G
Christine was not clear about Patrick's attitude, so she only narrated this matter in a calm tone. At first, only Yuna, her customer, and Gloria knew what happened that day. Gloria would endure all the pain alone, and she did not leak any information. In fact, it was Yuna who told it as a joke to the others in Fittro Club. Therefore, Christine also heard of it. Sean's eyes widened in surprise. He said, "Although Yuna is not a werewolf, she is crueler than a beast." Patrick's face turned frosty. He nodded at Christine and said, "Bring Yuna here. I'll wait for you in Room 1." With that, he turned around and walked toward the elevator. Sean was a doctor of the Black Thorn Pack as well as Patrick's good friend. Now, Sean noticed that Patrick was suppressing his anger. Why did Patrick get mad when others bullied Gloria? Patrick and Sean didn't wait long before Christine brought Yuna and Ruby into Room 1. Yuna and Ruby didn't know why Patrick had called them over.
Almost everyone in Fittro Club knew Patrick, but few knew that he was the boss of Fittro Club. Fittro Club was just a small business. In such an atmosphere, Sean suddenly laughed loudly. He looked at Patrick and said, "My Moon Goddess! This is so interesting! Patrick, she asked you to follow the rules of Fittro Club. What are you going to do?" Patrick chuckled. "You're right." He looked at Ruby and said, "Unfortunately, I'm the rule in Fittro Club." Ruby didn't understand what he meant. Christine reminded her, "Fittro Club is under Mr. Hammond's name. So, Ruby, if you still want to have a job, listen to Mr. Hammond, and don't make him mad." Ruby's face turned paler. "Ruby, if Mr. Hammond vents his anger, you can still seek a job after leaving Fittro Club. Otherwise, the moment you stepped out of the Fittro Club, someone would pull you to the Shadow Forest. You should know what is in the depths of the Shadow Forest," Christine said lightly. Ruby trembled all over and
"Vanessa, what happened?" Lillian felt that the air was strange, but she did not know why. Thus, she pulled Vanessa and asked. Vanessa and Lillian were friends. Vanessa was a little hesitant. She wanted to remind Lillian, so she said after thinking for a while, "Lillian, in fact, Yuna..." "Vanessa. Room 3 needs to be cleaned." Suddenly, someone stood up and interrupted Vanessa. Everyone in the room stood up. They said, "Let's go, Vanessa. It's time to work." Lillian's expression changed in an instant. She stood up and questioned, "Annie, what do you mean? Why did you stop Vanessa from talking to me? Who are you to her?" The person who interrupted Vanessa was Annie. She was prettier than the call girls in the Public Relations Department. She had been working as a waitress for two years at Fittro Club. Annie stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at Lillian. "Idiot, mind your own business." Annie's gaze was disdainful. She thought, 'Lillian always thinks that
"Alpha Mike, I didn't think that you would fall for a woman at the club. Before that, I thought you were not into women!" Mike's friend said with a smile. His words made others laugh, ignoring the humans among the waitresses in the room. Many customers in Fittro Club were werewolves. Although not every employee knew well about werewolves, they would get used to it as long as they worked in Fittro Club for a while. The werewolves didn't need to worry about their identity being revealed and attracting the hunter's attention. Gabbs was adjacent to the forest, so it was easy for them to hide. Moreover, the werewolves of Gabbs all had a legal identity in human society. The hunters would be in trouble if they killed them. Mike didn't care about the ridicule of others. He pulled Gloria and left room 2. He opened another door and pushed her into the room. "Mike, why did you bring me here?" Gloria asked doubtfully. This was room 6, an
Gloria looked at the sky. "Christine, you know that I hate him and am afraid of him. Six years ago, he sent me to the werewolf prison. There were iron bars everywhere. "Not long ago, I woke up in the morning and found myself locked in a space full of iron bars again. He put bars on all the windows. In my opinion, it was no different from my life in prison. "He tried all means to imprison me. He was now so sick that he finally let go. He said that he didn't want to continue the game. He was tired of me and I believed it. But isn't that ridiculous? He lets go only when he's dying. Does this mean that he cares about me? "You are right. When I was at the airport, I kept thinking about how you scolded me. I was running all the time. I didn't just run from him, but from my family as well. "Patrick imprisoned my body. As for me, I imprisoned my heart. "Alright, let's get in. It's a bit cold outside." Gloria felt relaxed after saying that. She stood up.
Gloria picked up the apple from the stable and quietly peeled it. Not long after, the peeled apple was handed to Patrick. The apple emitted a fragrance. Patrick didn't believe what was happening. He didn't dare to take the apple. He didn't know if the apple would disappear the moment he took it. "When will the operation be carried out?" Gloria went straight to the point. She held the peeled apple in her hand. Patrick immediately became alert. He was a little nervous. "Who told you?" "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" She asked again, ignoring his nagging. "The day after tomorrow." He stared at Gloria. In fact, she was more stubborn than him. If she didn't get an answer, she wouldn't give up. Gloria nodded and stuffed Patrick. "Are you not eating it? I peeled it for you." Patrick felt warm in his heart. He had never shown his weaknesses, but now felt tears well up in his eyes. One could even see that his eyes turned red. He
"Look, you're hesitating." Christine was like an invader. She pursued further and didn't let Gloria go. "I just asked you if you still loved him, but you hesitated. Do you really know yourself? "Gloria, in my opinion, you are running away from him. Three years ago, you tried everything you could to escape. Now, you have made no progress at all. You are still escaping. Will you really be at peace at Waikiki Beach? I will be blunt. If you can only remain calm on Waikiki Beach, it means that you have never been calm." Gloria trembled, and her face paled. "Stop it! Enough!" Christine's words echoed in her mind. She wanted to press the pause button but there was simply none. "Gloria, Waikiki Beach is not a pure land. The peace you think is just your escape," Christine said seriously. Christine should not have said this, but she saw some things that the people in the police station did not see. She saw Gloria's hesitation. During the thre
Outside a VIP ward in the hospital, an unexpected figure appeared. "Let him in." In the ward, Patrick nodded. The door opened, and Ellison walked in. "You're really well-informed," Patrick said coldly, his lips pale. "I have my sources. No matter how well you hide it, you can't guarantee that your subordinates won't give themselves away," Ellison said calmly. Patrick smiled, "You don't have to be in such a hurry even though you covet the Hammond Group. After I die, it will be all yours." "Come on." Ellison sat down on a chair. "If you die, all your assets will be given to her." Although he didn't say who she was, Patrick, who was lying on the bed, had a glint in his eyes. "You know me well." "No." Ellison waved his index finger. "It just so happened that I saw a lawyer walk out of the hospital. That lawyer was hired by you personally to serve you and the Hammond Group." "Did you find me just like that?" Patrick asked.
"Don't move. I just want to look at you," Patrick whispered. Gloria only felt that it was strange. When did he learn to be gentle? When she raised her eyes to look at him, she was seized by his eyes. His eyes were like black holes as if swallowing her up. Intense affection seemed to be about to burst out of his eyes in a second. She had never experienced this before. She had never seen Patrick like this before. Before she ran out of patience, he released her. He took a step back, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to her. "Don't you want to leave? I'll let you go." She took the paper and found it was a divorce agreement. As her gaze slid down, Patrick had already signed his name. For a moment, she became even more confused. He had done everything he could to force her to be with him, but now he had taken out the divorce agreement. She didn't understand. Gloria looked at Patrick, her
Half a month had passed. Patrick didn't appear in front of her again. Occasionally, Hank would come back to take a change of clothes and then leave in a hurry. Apart from being confused, the guards in the pack became increasingly serious. Gloria didn't know what had happened. One day, the dark iron gate of Alpha's villa opened again. She saw the familiar Bentley driving in from the second floor from a distance. She looked at the car and fell into a daze. Finally, he came back. She retracted her gaze and did not know how to face him. Just as she was lost in thought, Kevin went to her door and invited her to meet Alpha respectfully. She wanted to ask if she could refuse. However, Kevin turned around and left directly. It was no use delaying. She still went downstairs. Gloria gave a self-mockery chuckle. However, her smile faded quickly. As she got thinner, her face seemed to be sunken. She noticed a
Smoke came out from the gap in the door. Instantly, Hank's expression changed. He shook off Mandy, who was pulling him, took out his key, and opened the door. "Luna Gloria! What is going on?" Before he finished speaking, he choked on the thick smoke and coughed violently. Mandy rushed in. "Gloria, don't scare me! Don't tell me that you want to kill yourself!" Unfortunately, the smoke was too thick, and the flames were everywhere. Hank immediately called the police and tried to rush in. A figure passed him quickly and rushed in. In the blink of an eye, the figure had already rushed into the thick smoke. "Alpha Patrick! You can't go inside! "It's too dangerous!" Hank shouted, but Patrick turned a deaf ear. He looked around the room through the smoke, but Gloria was nowhere to be seen. He immediately rushed to the bedroom door, but the door could not be opened. "Gloria! Open the door! Gloria! Open the
In the ward, Patrick took a chair and sat down. Opposite him was Harry. "She lied to me and came to donate her bone marrow to you." Patrick said, breaking the silence. Harry turned pale and gradually despaired. He said, "I'll go find her! I won't force her to donate her bone marrow!" He stood up and was about to leave. "Gloria was injecting G-CSF. I took her home." Harry calmed down after hearing that. "The donor?" Harry was puzzled. "Your brother." Harry did not know what to say for a moment. "Your brother's match result was a fake. I've known this for a long time. But Gloria doesn't care about it, so I do nothing." Harry wanted to say something. He found that Patrick was so indifferent. Patrick knew the truth, yet he chose to stand aside and watch the farce. "You know Gloria went to the bone marrow bank. Ever since she found out about your condition, she's been asking around to find a suitable donor. I
Patrick paused. The next second, he reached out to cover her eyes and then kissed the back of his hand over them. "You mean a lot to me," he said silently. "Gloria, don't think about running away again. For the rest of your life, you're bound to be with me. You can't get away without my permission." He had already lost his mind. He felt bad for her, yet such a feeling was surpassed by his longing to keep her with him. After everything was over, she said, "I hate you." He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he suppressed the pain in them and said, pretending that he didn't care, "Whatever." He thought, 'You can hate me. Even though you want to hate me, I'm the only one you are going to hate. I don't care about anything else, as long as I'm the only one in your world. You may choose to love me or hate me as you want.' It was just that the moment she said she hated him, he felt his heartache killing him. The day of Harr